Novel & Cerita Behind Her Eyes Book Summary

Before going i saw my reflection in the mirror and whispered to myself, “Damn, your girl looks so fine. I’m not about to play with this position.” In about 10 minutes, I arrived at Vans and Sterling Company — and boy, this place was flashy. From the security men dressed in all black uniforms who happily opened the doors for me, to the gleaming polished floors and sky- high walls, I instantly knew I hit the jackpot with this position. “Thank you, Jesus,” I whispered under my breath, fully aware that it was only through Him that I had gotten this spot.

What did she do this time, though? "Lisa?" He pursed his lips in wonder. "Who was she?" He decided to probe. "The beautiful girl in white dress. She had black, silky hair that reached her hips and ashen white skin. She also had a pair of alluring scarlet eyes. Once you stare at her eyes, you have drowned yourself in the abyss of nothingness, and you will lose your rationality for a moment. You're bound to do her bidding." Thalia's eyes are brimming with tears. "And, me foolishly trusting her even though my instinct said otherwise."

She always tucks her in and surprisingly Accalia never says no. After tucking her in, Jane gave Accalia a goodnight kiss and exited her room. Accalia felt sad that she couldn't share her past with Jane. She knew that she wouldn't judge her but her past was bitter to let out. She closed her eyes, this time she didn't see amber eyes but Davis's evil face, his eyes were red with fury. She has never seen Davis in her dreams but amber eyes but... Did it mean that Davis was going to find her soon? Accalia thought, her heart racing.

human girl hiding in the depth of my large bed looks at me without a single fear in her eyes. She watches me with one of her eyes watching from underneath her hair, her other eye hidden from me. I'm yet to get the color of her eyes because just yesterday they were the darkest shades of black I'd ever seen, dark as a stormy night's darkness itself. And tonight, they were shades of fading brown color, the type that appears to have rusty green pigment mixed with it. And they were beautiful. She doesn't budge and just watched my every move as I advanced toward her, half-naked. Other women would be scared and try to run and fight when I catch them. But not her. There's calculation in her eyes

‘Why are you so goddamn stubborn, how I’m I going to protect such a stubborn woman’, he said. ‘Beck please leave and don’t ever speak to me again please’, I watched him leave the house slamming the door hard behind him. I didn’t move till he had driven off in his car. I locked the door, the windows and retired to my bedroom. I wore a hoodie the next day, I have never felt so blind in my life. I know I could see into people’s futures and I have never wanted to see mine but since after last night I wished I could. I locked my doors as I drove and I parked in the main lot where there were a lot of people, often I felt a lot of eyes on me but when I turned there was no one there and I knew I was

When I looked at her eyes I found her beautiful from inside. "For a while I thought I had won a beautiful world. I could see a painful story in her eyes. I felt like I fell in Love with a world through her eyes. Her sparkled eyes told me a story that made my heart weep. The look in her eyes heals me. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and wanted to tell her that she is safe forever. She wear her truth in her eyes". Then suddenly I remembered that we were lying on the ground. And I'm in an imaginary world. I hurriedly got up from her. She stood up and walked towards her room. When she reached her door she turned back and looked at me and then she went inside her room.

the eyes were not a painting on the book, she told herself, they were alive and real. The red eyes gazed at the angelically pure ones, Sara kept on staring into the eyes for few seconds before she could feel them wondering deep inside her head, they were penetrating and hypnotizing and stared directly at her naked soul, flipping her insides like pages, she felt herself being read and discovered like an interesting book that had no power over the hands holding it. her mind, unable to endure all the intensity, soon surrendered to darkness.

Her eyes were brown, as if she matched them with the color of the furniture. As their eyes met, she closed her book without turning towards them. It made them feel uneasy as they could see the malice and hatred in her eyes. She slowly turned around, facing them, then she stood up and walked towards the other door. With a gesture of her hand, she asked them to go inside, as if she was waiting for them.

, she said, keeping her eyes on the page and taking a sip. "Sorry? Didn't get you", I muttered. "The book", she said. "Oh! Do you have a third eye? I mean how did you know that I was trying to read the title", I asked. "Obviously, you would. You never saw me reading a book and it may make you curious about what I am reading. No?", she said. My eyes popped out. She finally looked at me. Undoubtedly, she looked like another woman in glasses. Her eyes looked bigger and she looked much mature.

There was sudden tranquility behind the doors. The stillness was deafening but I know that the igniting chaos was stirring beneath the hush. The moment my eyes fluttered wide, I can feel the shifting hues of my orbs, like a beast that knows how to camouflage throughout the course. It was also further bizarre that my senses heightened that even a drop of sweat on the ground, my eyes can follow its ebb of dipping. "Xiomara... what's happening to your eyes?"